All Chapters of DEAR HUSBAND, I'M DONE: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

DANIELLE'S POVDanielle relaxed by the pool in her bikini, sipping a glass of very costly wine and simply enjoying the scenery. From where she sat, she could see the hotel gardens and towering trees, and it gave her some sort of peace.Danielle had the best time of her life touring London over the past few days, with every expense covered. It was her first trip as a star, and she still could not get enough of the sights, food, culture, exhibitions, and of course, the body treatments she had enjoyed. It felt as though it should never end."I did all of this on my own," Danielle said, smiling to herself.Nobody ever achieved great success by always being the nice guy or nice girl, and Danielle knew, especially from experience, that even those extremely wealthy and powerful families had done questionable things in the past that could ruin everything they had built if those secrets ever became public, and they protected those dark, ugly truths with everything they had.The only person D

ELENA'S POV Are you certain?" the doctor asked, giving me a doubtful look.Both the earlier question and this one were meant for me, yet somehow, Adrian had taken over the conversation. The doctor sensed that something wasn't right, especially with how quickly Adrian answered the question. Regardless, I was just as confused and doubtful as the doctor."Yes, she is sure," Adrian answered quickly again, but when he noticed the questioning look on the doctor's face, he immediately corrected himself."We are sure."The doctor stared at Adrian as though he was trying to figure out what he wasn't saying, before looking to me, as if he thought I was stuck in some terrible situation with Adrian and was hoping I would open up to him so he could help me, but I couldn't bring myself to say anything else.Or perhaps I was too stunned to say a word.The doctor cleared his throat. "Well, um, I asked because I noticed she had been examined, and I just wanted to know..." the doctor was saying when A

ELENA'S POV After Adrian transferred the money to me, all the things he had said that made me feel confined suddenly disappeared from my mind. Without delay, I got dressed and went straight to the house.Martin opened the door, his face hard and unreadable.“Are you going to let me in?” I asked Adrian, looking straight at him.This moment took me back years ago, to the first time I snuck out of home for a weekend trip out of town with Adrian. Jacinta hadn’t been in support of it; she never did when it came to Adrian, but as best friends for life, she reluctantly agreed to cover up for me. I had the most amazing time, but when I got back to her house to collect my things, I saw the dread on her face.“What is it, Jac?” I asked, my heart already racing because I knew that look meant trouble.“Your family knows you weren’t here the whole weekend,” Jacinta said sadly.The first thought that came to my mind was the media. “Did anyone see us and post about it?” I asked Jacinta.Adrian wa

DANIELLE'S POV Take me straight to the most expensive hotel in town," Danielle said to her driver when she arrived at the airport.She just came back from her trip, and Danielle could hardly fathom that anyone could have that much fun."So this is the lifestyle those famous stars enjoy, and even more?" she muttered.Well, shame on her mother for ever thinking that she, Danielle would end up miserable, poor or a failure like her. Danielle couldn't wait to see her mother and rub her success in her face. This was only the start of her career, and she was determined to reach the very top.Nobody would ever stop me," Danielle vowed to herself.She would bring down anyone who dared to interfere with her plans or prevent her from getting what she wanted, no matter who they were. One of the main reasons Danielle got back was to deal with Jacinta. After all, she was the one who had recruited Vanessa to try and ruin things for her."By the time I'm finished with the two of them, they'll ne

ELENA'S POV I don't think you should come with me,"Martin told me as he got ready to head to the location the man on the phone had sent to him in a text.We had waited for nearly an hour or two before the message finally arrived, and fear gripped us to the core. Countless thoughts raced through our minds, but neither of us could bring ourselves to say them aloud.They might have already murdered Zach. Since the day they took him, Martin acknowledged that they hadn't been able to communicate with him, and now we were waiting helplessly for a location. The idea that Zach might already be gone sent a chill through me, and like Martin, I shook uncontrollably. There was no reason for either of us to hide how terrified we were. Once the text finally arrived, Martin promptly led Dad back to his bedroom and put him to sleep so he wouldn't have to worry himself with anything. Somehow, we had been able to keep the entire situation away from Dad as we both stayed at the dining table the whol